marrying at mid-life in the 21st century

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Forty-something and freshly engaged, I found myself alternately amazed and aghast at the wide, wild world of weddings in the new millennium. "Unity sand" is really a thing? Since we married in September of 2015, I'm now learning to navigate the life of a newlywed.

FsFTB includes a little cultural commentary, a whole lot of love story, a few tips for DIY decor, and the occasional life lesson gleaned from love in the slow lane. New posts appear on Fridays or thereabouts. Enjoy!

Autumn, Confluence

Autumn: the season between spring and winter; a time of full maturity

Confluence: a flowing together of two or more rivers or streams; a coming together of people

Turning leaves

“Teacup” fungus

Sunning turtle

Two hearts (ginger)

Ivy Creek

Busy woodpecker

Golden light

The confluence

Maple leaf

Steve and I recently had the opportunity to wander Charlottesville’s Ivy Creek Natural Area, where Ivy Creek joins the Rivanna River, on a sunny autumn afternoon. At the confluence, the currents of the two waterways pushed against one another, rippling the surface in constantly changing patterns, at times blending and swirling into one. It is splendid days like these that remind me just why, perhaps, they call it “fall”ing in love.

“Never say there is nothing beautiful in the world anymore. There is always something to make you wonder in the shape of a tree, the trembling of a leaf.” –Albert Schweitzer